Sophie+-+Jordan

Hi, my name is Jordan Russell and this is my family.

In the picture, my step-father is on the left, I am in the middle, and my mother is on right. My father lives in another state and has remarried and has two sons.



When I was about 4, my mother took me to this store called Build-a-bear, where you literally build a bear. You pick out what animal you want, stuff it, sew it, and even pick out clothes for it. They even let you name it and print out a birth certificate. I was beyond e cstatic when my mother and I walked through the door. I walked in was determined to make myself a bear, but as I looked around at all the different animals available, I couldn't decide which animal to choose! My mother kept suggesting different types of bears to me, but as I looked around, I always managed to see another person with the same exact bear. My mom eventually moved from bears to dogs and then to cats, but I always saw someone else with the same animal. I was now determined to find the only animal not being made in the store. I looked, and I looked, and I looked, and finally found the perfect animal. A frog. I stepped up and grabbed a frog from the top of the overflowing pile (apparently not many kids like to make frogs) and ran to the stuffing machine, where you stuffed cotton into the animal. My mother, relieved that I had finally found an animal to make, walked over to assist me. She looked down at me and saw that I was clutching a fuzzy green frog and began to laugh. I walked out of the store proudly carrying my new frog. And now a little bit about myself in the present. I am a sophmore (10th year) at Arapahoe High School. I am currently 15 years old and am very excited about learning how to drive, though because of my extracurricular activities I won't learn for another half a year. But in my little free time I love to read. Sometimes, I'm able to finish a book a day. I just love being able to be transported to another time and place, even if it's just for a little while. I am still as strange as I was 11 years ago, but more mature. I'm on one of my schools dance teams, we have 3, and love every minute of it. The girls, and guy, on my team are simlpy amazing. They have all helped shaped me into what I am today. We do everything together. Wether it be homework, taking our everyday classes, or celebrating hollidays. You can't seperate us. This week is Thanksgiving, so I will fly down to Florida (South East part of the US) and visit my father, step-mother, and 2 little brothers.



This is a picture of our team last year to day of state. Our show was about spys.

Well, it's been almost 2 weeks since Thanksgiving Break. Next week we have finals, and then we're off for Christmas Break. Most people are really stressed out because of the finals, but I'm rather excited for them. We only have to go to school for 4 hours, and then we have the rest of the day off. Like on our first day of the finals, I don't have to show up for the first one, because I don't have a class that hour, so I get to sleep in for a few hours.

After reading all that stuff up there, I have noticed that I talk about school. A lot. So I'll talk about something else. Not sure what, but I'll find something to talk about...